"That dog scares me, sometimes," Brennan muttered."I'll bet he scares our enemies more," Megan said. Her pride in Sean's dog was obvious."It could be ...miles to another way to the top," Cory said."I don't think so," Megan replied."Why not?" Cory asked curiously."That was a game trail we've been following," Megan explained. "Udit taught Sean and me about how game trails are created. A trail doesn't just go to a cliff and stop. Why would an animal do that. They have no reason to come to this cliff. "Zooey," Eric uttered, "Zooey... I can't - I can't do this, I..." Zooey doesn't have to know," Myrian reassured, his voice was soft, but had a manipulating edge to it. "She won't understand, will she? But it's okay. Baby, it's okay"Myrian began to rotate his hips in his seat, grinding against him, and Eric responded. He thrust against him hard, able to feel his brother's hard cock against his, even through their clothes. Their chests rubbed against one another's, their bare arms touched, each. ’ Right as they beamed up to the ship Dr. Melanie grabbed onto Capt. Don and beamed up to the USS Bonneville with them. Act Four ‘What have you done!’ yelled Capt. Don, ‘you might have changed the course of time! We could all cease to exist!’ ‘You need me in the future,’ pleaded Dr. Melanie, ‘you need a snail expert!’ ‘She is correct Capt. Don,’ offered Lt. Solok, ‘and I have done some research, she will die in a tragic snail habitat accident in three days. Bringing her back to the future with. One of wives, now precariously teetering on the edge of “one too many,” started complaining that the men always played cards and left the women out of the fun and games. She was challenging the status quo. All she needed was an ally and the avalanche of solidarity would soon follow. So it came. Now we were downstairs in the man cave, fresh Margs before us. I was enjoying my alcohol buzz and I really didn’t care if we played cards or not but since the women had united and breached the sanctuary.